It was a day filled with the glow of ordinary things & we passed them quietly from hand to hand for a long time & someone said she had picked a perfect day to be born & I think all of us felt the same….
If you’ve gone on a 365 photo journey before, you know how awesome and frustrating it can be. The first few weeks are exhilarating, where your eyes see frames everywhere. But, there comes a time when it starts to feel like a chore and you wonder what you will photograph that day. I’ve been down that road a few times in the past, with the first year being 2009 and back on flickr. I sometimes revisit that set of photos and think of all the things that year meant to me. It was such a year of growth for one. And fun, and perseverance. The kids were so little back then…
I’ve always started my 365 on January 1st of the year, so this will be a departure for me. And, if you know me, then you know that departures can be a
bit lot hard for me. But nothing about this year is as expected. The ankle injury that grounded me for eight weeks this spring gave me the gift of time to think about things and left me with a deep gratitude for my life.
Today was a great day, quiet but full of things and people I love. It began with a chuckle as I opened a gift that sat on my bedside table for a few weeks now, mailed to me extra early, an in a strange twist of events picked up from the post office with the person who mailed it :).
The background to this gift is that one Christmas, I got chickens. Everything had a chicken motif to it and I was not amused. I even got a stuffed chicken, because, well, I’m not really sure why. My life would have been complete without the stuffed chicken, but there it was. So, the following year, I returned the chicken to my sister, with a note that it needed a good home. I was sure she would have tossed it, until I opened the package today and saw his beady little eyes.
He’s part of the family now. Homely lad, but there he is.